Parodos
[Choral]
Surely, were she dead, they would not be so still.
First Semichorus
Maybe her corpse is not yet from the house borne forth.
Second Semichorus
Whence that inference? I am not so sanguine. What gives thee confidence?
95
First Semichorus
How could Admetus let his noble wife go unattended to the grave?
[Choral 1]
Before the gates I see no lustral water from the spring, as custom doth ordain should be
Second Semichorus
at the gates of the dead, no shorn lock lies on the threshold, which, as thou knowest, falls in mourning for the dead, no choir of maidens smites its youthfulDindorf restores νεαλὴς for νεολαία, a doubtful word, apparently not used as an adjective. Cf. Liddell and Scott. palms together.
100
[Choral]
And yet this is the appointed day.
105
Second Semichorus
What meanest thou by this?
First Semichorus
The day appointed for the journey to the world below.
Second Semichorus
Thou hast touched me to the heart, e’en to the soul.
Chorus
Whoso from his youth up has been accounted virtuous,
needs must weep to see the good suddenly cut off.
110
[Choral 2]
’Tis done; no single spot in all the world remains whither one might steer a course, either to LyciaTo a shrine of Apollo.
Chorus
or to the parched abodesThe temple of Zeus Ammon in the deserts of Libya. of Ammon to release the hapless lady’s soul; on comes death with step abrupt,
115
nor know I to whom I should go of all who at the gods’ altars offer sacrifice.
120
Only the son of Phoebus,Asclepius, who had been slain by Zeus, for raising the dead to life. if he yet saw this light of day—
Ah! then then might she have left the dark abode and gates of Hades and have come again, for he would raise the dead to life, till that the thunderbolt’s forked flame, hurled by Zeus, smote him.
125
But now what further hope of life can I welcome to me?
130
[Choral]
Our lords have ere this done all they could; on every altar streams the blood of abundant sacrifice;
Chorus
yet our sorrows find no cure.
135
